I came back to this post, originally published in December of 2011 because of a new comment from Linda who had visited it two years after it published. Five years late, she reports she is well and still kicking!
It gave me an opportunity to reflect on a few things and wonder how I felt about not only what I had written, but also about all the lovely and thoughtful comments by you, the readers. I find I’m good with all of it and pleased to see how many of the comments came from folks I still interact with today. I see how many of you have persisted, endured, grown, and created over the intervening (7!) years. Sashiko is more popular than ever these days and I’m pleased to say that it is the hand stitching method that won out over the machine on this one.
Out of curiosity, I searched for the sashiko machine online and found a forum where people were talking about their experience with it and it seems that it was pretty finicky with a high price and without good customer support. It seems the machine is still being made for home sewers and can often be found “on sale” for $1499 (as opposed to the original $2000).
Originally, I thought I would just republish the post with today’s date but then realized that editing the date would take it out of it’s space-time continuum and I don’t want to mess with the gravity of such things.
You just have to go to the post link yourself. You might be interested in re-reading it or maybe you never read it the first time. Don’t skimp on reading the comments.
Today, Toby watches the silkworms while I clean out the frass.
I remember when I was 13 and this song came out. I believed it. So did many others I’m guessing. We lived in Japan and we heard it on Armed Forces Radio like all the top hits. The Vietnam War was ongoing and not to be ended for several more years. We got a lot of the war news in the daily Stars and Stripes.
I heard it again the other day and I still loved the emotion behind it. But it made me sad to hear it in our present time. In 1970 it made me feel happy and hopeful! At 13 I was not very aware of race, racism, or of the disparity life was dealing out to non-whites in the US. We were growing up in another country and when listening to the radio I often did not know (or wonder about) the race of the groups we heard until I stumbled on an album cover at the PX and when that happened it was exciting. I had my own reasons for wanting to believe the words of this song and it wasn’t until years later when we had returned to the US that it started occurring to me that this song was written about something I had no reason to understand based on my own experience at that time. Thankfully, that has changed. But maddeningly, for many, that day has still not come to pass. We simply cannot continue down this path. It is such a waste of our collective potential.
I was reading as I always do, jude’s blog, about saying what we are thinking. I tend to keep most of it to myself, at least here. But I am always thinking as I work and it becomes intertwined in everything I do and everything I make. It can’t NOT be that way.
So, this is what I was thinking about this morning as I prepared some silk for an upcoming workshop at the JANM. You can read more about the workshop in the previous post.
As for the silks, these are mostly collected from the last trip to Japan. Found in dark shop corners, as they are all leftover from unassembled kimono and were un-dyed which makes them perfectly suited for dyeing mandala but generally overlooked by other customers there. Fabric kits this time include habutai, jacquards, chirimen, organza and some satin organza (new to me and difficult to work with -so far).
I actually had to go out and buy a backup sewing machine for this workshop-picked up a low end brother machine-something in case my regular machine takes a dive during the workshop and allows us to have two machines going. In the past I just had the one and hoped for the best! In Houston when I do this workshop we have rooms full of machines and everyone can sew their own. This workshop requires a sewing machine.
Encouraged by jude’s blog post this morning, I dug out a video I made a month or so ago that I never used. It’s a few “loose thoughts” stitched together in video form. This one’s for you jude!
As for other goings on here, my shibori ribbon likes to travel the world and has been to so many more places than I have! Recently to Russia, Italy, Poland, and the UK. So that continues.
The garden is producing tomatoes! Kind of crazy for January but I took a chance on equally crazy weather and voila-tomatoes! Also there are lettuces, swiss chard, carrots, onions, beets and broccoli for now. It’s also citrus time here still and whether I am sharing my own or enjoying the bounty from others we have our quota of vitamin C covered daily here. I hope you are as fortunate.
and especially for Judy. faith, family, and persistence are her constant companions-plus a needle, thread, and some cloth.
it rained!! and one of my favorite things is to walk around the garden the morning after. here is only some of what i saw…
i had hopes…the drought apricots are falling …
the garden maiden is probably a matron by now- she had been surveying the garden for quite some time. a long-ago gift…
the dwarf holiday avocado seems like it might rebound!
i spied her on the underside of the blue agave. it always pays to look at things from different angles!
evidence! possum? raccoon? squirrel? rat?
picking more today- and spreading the wealth around the neighborhood…
a beauty down under-the matchstick plant bloom was hiding under the ever expanding brugmansia
never to be tamed-the brugmansia marches on scenting the garden
hello old friend!
the milkweed aphids are being farmed by a expanding family of ladybugs. they were shy to the camera.
but got one resting in the crevices-burp!
and the cake is gone! was delicious and enjoyed by all!
also gone as well are the natural dyed fabrics i loaded into the shop yesterday- many thanks! the last payment on my little health interruption last Dec. will be paid off! took the whole year but DONE!! where would i be without you?
the shop will stay open for ribbon buyers only through Wednesday.
On this day forty seven years ago I was 11 years old and living in Yokohama, Japan. Our family had earned the privilege of a home leave visit back to the US after having been there since 1965 and my dad having signed up for another stay in Japan.
It was the day my obsession with the moon began.
I had been dropped off to visit at the house of one of my best friends (prior to leaving WA) in Gig Harbor WA. Her mom put on the TV to watch the moon landing which for us -in and of itself something of a novelty since we didn’t watch TV in Japan.
In the closet was her very pregnant cat having a whole box full of kittens. We ran back and forth from the closet to the TV reporting with screams of delight, “There’s ANOTHER kitten!!” Running back to the closet, we named each kitten after the moon mission. We started out with Neil, Apollo, Moon, Lunar, Armstrong, Rocket and others. We started to run out of names! There ended up being 9 kittens in all. Such an exciting day.
It stayed with me all my life. Cats and moons. We can all relate to both in some way. Last night was another full moon. I hope you looked up, just for a moment. If not, don’t worry- it will still be there tonight.
recently, i connected with my childhood
-via a handful of wild huckleberries while walking in the woods. who knew that sweet tangy
taste could evoke such emotions? strip me right down to the core, like the berries stripped from the branches.
i was happy to share some with a little boy named sol who was busy wondering and making his own memories…
driving home, this hidden beach along the coast made me promise to return…
trance-like waves sounding in the background, calming and calling to me
and as i sit here writing this, i am still processing a variety of things. how we make memories. how memories continue and are passed on. and how i am going to process that next piece of silk-impressing upon it, a memory.
stormy memory on silk
over at the subscription video page today we looked at making 2% stock dye solutions and reviving an indigo vat. you can still join this month’s subscriptions here.
i broke down and paid $30 to have the blog be ad free-so no more ads-yay! i accessed it the other day on someone else’ computer and wasn’t liking what i saw. it just feels better this way until i create another solution.